By day, we live realist lives. For most of us, nothing ‘magical’ happens. The sun comes up, we go to work, and everything that seems out of the ordinary has a rational explanation, even that creak of the floorboards in the spooky house we live in is not a restless ghost but elementary physics – the house contracts and expands according to temperature fluctuations. But at night, monsters prowl our dreams, dead friends long gone are alive once more, we merge into other people, animals speak, we can fly by simply willing our bodies upwards, fantastic things happen to us, and we don’t even blink an eye – well, strictly we do because we are in REM (rapid eye movement) sleep. We accept illogical, irrational images in our sleep as normal. We are at home swimming in our unconscious, which is filled with strange creatures, weird settings and bizarre events.
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